1413 A Bet About The Future (2/3)

Chapter 1413 A bet on the future (23)

A beam of light came from the cave several kilometers below.

Dragging the dormant cabin with a rope, a figure walked forward step by step with heavy steps.

This dormant cabin installed on the spaceship has the nature of escape, with an independent energy supply module, and does not require an external power supply. This can be regarded as a blessing among misfortunes. Although General Reinhardt did not carry any food and supplies on the spaceship, fortunately he did not dismantle the facilities that originally belonged to the spaceship.

Otherwise, it is really a corner.

"It should be far enough... just stop here."

Talking to himself, Lu Zhou took off the locator from his spacesuit and placed it under the dormant cabin.

Humans can only survive for thirty seconds in a vacuum.

Mild, reversible, painless swelling of the skin and subcutaneous tissue from the tenth second until loss of consciousness begins at the fifteenth second. Considering that Mars is not an absolute vacuum, and there is still a certain concentration of carbon dioxide gas underground, he should be able to persist for a longer time.

But out of prudence, it is better to complete all the steps within ten seconds as much as possible...

In order to facilitate and quickly enter the state, before taking off the spacesuit, Lu Zhou injected himself with a spare X-0172 bacterial culture solution in advance.

Each astronaut will be equipped with one of these gadgets, which can enter a state of suspended animation in extreme environments to reduce oxygen and energy consumption and buy time for rescue.

Quietly waiting for the effect of the medicine to come up, Lu Zhou frowned, supported the opened hibernation cabin, and sat next to it.

"Actually, there is one thing I've been meaning to ask you."

"go ahead."

"Then I'll ask directly, what the hell are you now?"

After hearing these words, the communication channel was quiet for a while.

It seemed that he was thinking about this question seriously, and it took about half a minute before Reinhardt replied.

"Probably a memory."

"...a memory?"

"It is said that as long as you copy all the memories of a person, you can theoretically recreate him."

A slight surprise appeared on Lu Zhou's face.

"Can this kind of thing really be done?"

"Those people can."

Lu Zhou knew who the people he was talking about were.

It is those civilizations that sent strange drops to warn the whole universe, and then took in all the refugees who fled to the center of the galaxy when the "natural disaster" happened, and brought them into the void.

Thinking of this, Lu Zhou was silent for a while, and asked.

"Do you know what a natural disaster is?"

"I don't know. Regarding that crisis, even the observers are secretive. Maybe they think this is the most likely way to survive the natural disaster after calculation. But I suggest you better not think too much, you It’s better to think about how to survive first.”

There was a hint of pity in that voice.

But more, still indifferent.

Sensitively hearing this, Lu Zhou grinned.

"You don't seem to want me to get out alive?"

"No," Reinhardt replied lightly, "In fact, whether it is you or the human civilization behind you, your life and death have nothing to do with me. The reason why I appear here is to fulfill the contract. Content."

"From the moment I arrived at the center of the Milky Way, my destiny no longer belonged to me, and everything about me was firmly bound to the void. I am willing to keep my promise, but this does not mean that I am It feels good to be at the mercy of others.”

Lu Zhou: "In other words, it doesn't matter to you?"

"Probably, my civilization has been destroyed anyway."

There was silence in the communication channel for a while.

After a long silence, Lu Zhou took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

"...I'm sorry for what happened to you, but I don't want to give up just yet."

Adam's apple twitched, and he continued.

"On Earth, there are still people waiting for me."

There was a soft sigh in his ear.

"Then why did you choose this path? I gave you the chance to choose from the very beginning."

"Because my civilization has not been destroyed," Lu Zhou opened his eyes and looked at the dormant cabin next to him. After a moment of silence, he continued, "I want to do something before the natural disaster strikes."

"This reason, can't it?"

The voice was silent for a while.

"All right."

"I accept your bet."

"Anyway, I have nothing else to do, if you succeed, I will accompany you through the rest of the journey, until the end of your life..."

...

Twenty-four hours have passed since the gate of hell collapsed.

The last post on the official website of the Manned Landing Office is still the photo of the Mars rover taken by the diplomatic mission of human civilization when it set off from the Mars base yesterday.

In more than 20 hours, such a serious disaster occurred, but until now there has been no news.

Even people with great nerves can feel something unusual from it.

The manned fire landing office remained silent, and the Jinling Space Launch Center also declined interviews. The collective silence of the relevant units made all kinds of rumors fly in the sky.

Some say that talks with aliens fell apart, causing the aliens to fire their weapons and blow up the gates of hell on Mars as a warning to human civilization.

Some people also say that there is no extraterrestrial civilization at all, but that the diplomatic missions triggered the organs left by the Martian civilization when they went deep into the ruins.

At this time, the world's major astronomical observatories successively announced the suspected earthquake phenomenon observed on the surface of Mars. Subsequently, NASA's Curiosity Mars Exploration Rover also confirmed this information through seismic wave sensors.

Once the news was announced, the world was in an uproar.

Under the pressure of the outside world, knowing that it is no longer possible to conceal what happened on Mars, the Manned Fire Office finally held a press conference belatedly to disclose the current situation.

Remains of Martian civilization confirmed discovery.

No clues of extraterrestrial civilization have been found yet.

And, an earthquake of magnitude 9.5 or higher occurred near the Hell's Gate Mountains.

In the earthquake, two members of the diplomatic mission were missing.

And the missing persons list...

Impressively write Lu Zhou!

...

across the Pacific Ocean.

NASA headquarters.

Director Carson, who sat in the office and stayed up all night watching the live broadcast of the press conference, burst into wild laughter the moment he saw the list of missing persons.

"Hahahaha! God bless America!"

However, at this moment, he, who was laughing maniacally, suddenly lost his breath, his eyes popped out, and his laughter turned into dry sobs.

Noticing the changes in him, the staff and assistants beside him immediately stood up from their desks in panic and surrounded him.

"Quick! Call an ambulance!"

"Fack! He's not breathing!"

"Give him artificial respiration!"

"Stretcher! Drag the stretcher in!"

After a flurry of tossing around, Director Carson, who was lying on a stretcher, was finally sent to an ambulance. However, this scene was photographed by a reporter lurking at the entrance of the NASA headquarters.

Early the next morning, the news that Director Carson was sent to the ICU was published on the headline of the Wall Street Journal.

According to an assistant in the same office, after hearing the news of Lu Zhou's death, Director Carson was so sad that he fainted on the spot.

At the same time, an insider revealed that during Director Carson's visit to China, the two had met once in Jinling, and hit it off right away, forming a long-lasting friendship.

No matter how you say it, Carson is now lying in the ICU, and there is only one critical illness notice short of death. Even if he was crazily consumed by the North American media and NASA colleagues, he was unable to accept interviews and make any clarifications.

But then again, even if he was awake, he probably wouldn't give any explanation, let alone let those reporters know that he passed out because he was so happy that he passed out.

Knowledge has no nationality.

No matter how much they hated the man who brought Huaguo's academic circle to the forefront of the world, after learning of his death, the governments of various countries sent condolences to Huaguo and Jinling one after another.

On this day, human civilization lost a great scholar.

The whole world is in deep sorrow...